Growing up in a warring state was no picnic for Templeton but he was pretty sheltered by his loving parents. The story starts with his father, Bartholomew Suede, an Irishman in the ranks of the United Nations Diplomatic Security Taskforce. His mother, Anica Herceg, a Croatian national, worked at the British embassy in Zagreb. The two had met shortly after Bart was stationed in Zagreb. Anica liked the swarthy Irishman for his gruff honesty and kind heart.
It didn't take long before she moved out of her families home and into the small house Bart had been commissioned. The house lay in the tiny neighborhood of hastily erected homes inside of a small military complex neighboring the embassy they both worked at. Temple's first memories are of the small 20x20 meter playground there. He lived in humble quarters like all the other military families stationed in Zagreb. He spent 14 years growing up under the watchful eyea of his father and mother, getting in his fair share of trouble with the other military brats. He learned bits and pieces of the Croatian language from his mother but favored the English that most of the other kids around the base spoke.
Bosnian fanatics killed his father and mother in a bombing that was one in a series on a particularly bloody evening in Zagreb, a footnote during one of the harshest years of fighting. By the age of 15 Temple, had become consumed by his anger at the Bosnian troopers and threw himself into the war headlong. He ignored his dual citizenship status and his chance to return to peace in Ireland. He got quite skilled at killing and grew used to the idea that he himself would be killed at any given moment. Temple threw his lot in with a small group of Croatian paramilitaries, these guys hated the Bosnian irregulars just as much as he did. Using his connections with the embassy he was able to outfit himself and his comrades with western weaponry and armors. He made a name for himself by collecting the teeth of his kills and displaying them proudly in a necklace. The Bosnians called him "Stomatologa" or the dentist. His specialty was explosives and he enjoys blowing his enemies to pieces so there is nothing left to bury.
He would have continued on his warpath but the great magnet had other plans for Temple. An attempt to sabotage a Bosnian radar installation went south when a Bosnian sergeant tackled him and detained him quickly upon his exit of an elevator shaft. Somebody had tipped off the Bosnians. Temple languished in Bosnian jail for 2 years before being airlifted to a prison camp in Chernarus. The great magnet saw fit that he would be there when the apocalypse decided to unfold and take most of the world out. Temple never asked to be immune and then... he never expected to breathe free air again either. Time will tell where he will fall into place in his new surroundings.